I got six hoes distributing on six blocksIt's blistering from cops tryna stop these rocks from distributingSix gun shots leftOne pint of vodka before this pimp will hitIt's street justice, now it's six hole in your casket

Give me a high five and i'll put that nine lower than your esophagusThen smack you so hard that you have to come with 2pacalypseFive stars, twenty rims, five carsI'd add more but i had to subtract one from five bars

I got four forty-fours on a rip on the floor

For you niggas talkin' shitI'm fixin' to show you what forI did four months in the bing instead of a hearstNow it's dtp for life, dog for better or worse

I fuck three best friendsRan on all three the same gameIn these streets i'm a murdererI got three alias namesI'm three times insaneThree shots will cave your brainOn 3 fire and ready, cock back and aim

I'm packing two twenty-twos and twice the ammunitionBut at friday the 13thWhat's up now superstition?I'm a two timer with a couple of twinsDouble jeopardyWith a pair of two deuces in the two seater benz

I got one motto get dough till your goneI got one main lady the rest of y'all is hoesI'm numero uno with one more before i goIf you think i ain't the one bitch you too slow

And all you zero ass niggas ain't nothin' to meBecause i chop up o's, move dro', and chop keys0-6 is my clique along with pcPretty rick, calil, v-slim and shondrez

It goes 1 to 10 and 10 to 1Ludacris, fake feeze, and that nigga i-twainIt goes 1 to 10 and 10 to 1Ludacris, fake feeze, and that nigga i-twain